He's playing first grade again

Lin Jian: You're quite arrogant, a god of learning?

Ning Xuan: I'm going to rest.

Lin Jian pulled her lips into a smile, and the haze of the night was swept away.

He tried to persuade again: Are you sure you don't want to read the answers to the English test paper for this monthly exam?

Ning Xuan: Don’t look at it

In Lin Jian's mind, he automatically imagined his arrogant appearance with a cold face.

After he sent "good night", he exited the chat window.

Wen Ling knocked on his door with a fruit plate. After she put it down, she sat directly on Lin Jian's bed and said softly, "Auntie knows that you don't welcome our mother and son. You don't like me. I also don't like Axiu. You and your dad are both violent, and your dad speaks straight. You father and son will quarrel if you can't say anything. What happened today, your dad is also for your study. There is something wrong with your father, auntie apologizes to you. Auntie doesn’t ask you anything, it’s only 180 days away from the college entrance examination, and auntie hopes that both of you can study hard..."

Lin Jian sneered: "Study? You're not worried about me, you're worried about me harassing your son, right? Don't worry, as long as he doesn't do anything to me, I won't bother to do anything to him."

Wen Ling's face was pale, she froze for a moment, and soon, tears filled her eyes: "Lin Jian, Auntie hopes you can understand the feelings of being a parent. The college entrance examination is an opportunity to change a person's life. Your father's and my hopes are all the same. Put it on Ah Xiu, just be an aunt, please, don't..."

"Stop crying!"

Lin Jian glanced at the crying woman in front of her, and felt agitated in her heart.

Lin Xiu is the hope of the whole family, which does not include him.

It's fucking ridiculous.

With a "bang", Lin Xiu broke in and punched Lin Jian's face with his fist, "Why the hell did you talk to my mother, Lin Jian, are you still human?!"

Lin Jian was very indifferent to beating people, he had practiced Taekwondo, and a good student like Lin Xiu was like a rookie under his hands.

He pressed Lin Xiu to the floor, and Lin Tiancheng came out of the bedroom, pulled Lin Jian away, and glanced at him in disgust, "Lin Jian! Don't come back!"

"I'm really fucking not coming back! Save yourself from ruining the family happiness of the three of you!"

Lin Jian wiped the blood around his mouth with his thumb, and a bit of sneer and indifference flashed in his eyes.

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and slammed the door away.

Before leaving, I heard Lin Tiancheng's angry voice: "What the hell did I do, I gave birth to such a thing... Let others do my homework at school, and throw my temper at me when I come back... You better fuck Forget about dying outside, just treat me as if I don’t have a son like you..."

Lin Jian glanced at the phone screen, 11:30.

The elevator was empty, his straight legs bent abruptly, and suddenly he leaned weakly against the cold elevator wall, and wiped his face with his hands.

In the dark night, the wind blows across the ground, and the leaves on both sides of the road rustle and fall.

He stopped a car with a blank expression and went back to his apartment.

In the apartment, he changed into a black sweater with a hood, took the car keys and went straight to the underground garage.

He has a car. Although he doesn't have a driver's license, he has good skills.

Lin Xiu had long hands and long legs. After the car started, he drove out of the garage and wandered aimlessly on the empty streets.

He was hurt, he didn't want to go to the Internet cafe, and he didn't want to go to a crowded place, so he just drove it as he wanted.

There are few people on the road, and the lights of thousands of houses should be extinguished. The city is dead and silent.

He didn't know how long he had been driving, and he didn't even know if he had driven out of the city. Anyway, he chose to drive in dark and deserted places.

Lin Jian's head was in a mess. After he realized it, he realized that he had been driving for nearly two hours. According to the map, he had driven to a villa area in the suburbs.

Lin Jian leaned against the car window, lit a cigarette, and after smoking half of it, he fiddled with the phone boredly, and finally stopped on Ning Xuan's number, and dialed it.

He rang twice non-stop, and when the second bell rang to the end, Ning Xuan's lazy and sleepy voice came: "Who? What are you doing?"

Hearing his milky voice, Lin Jian smiled hoarsely, "It's me, Lin Jian."

Ning Xuan woke up more than half of his drowsiness, he frowned slightly: "Is there something wrong?"

"I'm at your door."

"my home?"

"Well, you can see it when you open the curtain."

Ning Xuan got out of bed in his pajamas, turned on the bedside lamp, and there was a black car parked outside the gate of the villa.

"What are you doing? Playing crazy in the middle of the night?" Ning Xuan put on a coat.

Lin Jian leaned on the car and deliberately teased him: "I miss you."

After a long time, he heard a voice from over there: "You are sick!"

Ning Xuan put on his clothes, opened the door lightly, and sat in the co-pilot.

He touched the lights in the car.

Lin Jian wore a sweater and hat on his head, put out the cigarette in hand, and leaned slightly to look at him.

As soon as the light came on, the wound on the corner of Lin Jian's mouth was fully exposed.

Ning Xuan frowned lightly and asked coldly: "Did you fight with someone?"

"Ah."

Ning Xuan couldn't say why, he opened the car door and walked down.

"What are you going for?"

"Get the medicine."

"Then take your clothes and schoolbag by the way."

"why?"

"Accompany me."

When Lin Jian uttered these two words, his head was a little blank. After Ning Xuan left, he suddenly realized that the occasion of this sentence was wrong.

What is it called when a boy says "stay with me" to another boy?

Ning Xuan didn't know that he was his master.

And he was just bored for a while and wanted to find someone to accompany him.

Lin Jian snorted, when did she become so hypocritical.

When Ning Xuan came out, he was already dressed and had his schoolbag and medicine in his hands.

He threw the medicine casually, and threw it to Lin Jian: "Apply it yourself."

"I am fine."

After sitting in the car for four or five minutes, Ning Xuan finally couldn't help but ask, "What happened to you?"

"fine."

"I heard that after the evening self-study, your father went to school."

"Ah."

"So, because of your father?" He paused, and added, "And Lin Xiu?"

"Almost." Lin Jian still didn't want to say anything, but he continued to speak intermittently.

Ning Xuan has never encountered such a situation, he has never comforted anyone, and he knows more or less about Lin Jian's family.

He sat on the side coldly, opened Zhihu, and began to search for "how to comfort people".

The atmosphere in the car is quiet.

Lin Jian started the car and turned the steering wheel with one hand. Suddenly he asked, "I haven't heard about your family. Why do you live at your uncle's house?"

Ning Xuan asked this question on Zhihu, someone replied to him, and he answered while watching.

"My parents had an accident last year, and this year the court made a verdict, and they went in." He said calmly.

Lin Jian tilted her head: "Prisoned? What's the reason?"

"Commercial crime."

For a moment, Lin Jian didn't know what to say, and the atmosphere in the car was oppressive and irritable.

He never thought that a noble person like Ning Xuan would have such a family background.

"My dad is a simultaneous interpreter. He can speak many languages. Since his accident, I have never touched a foreign language."

"So, that's why you got zero marks in English?"

"No." Ning Xuan didn't have any precautions, and continued lightly, "I found a tutor on the platform."

Lin Jian narrowed her eyes: "Is it because your teacher didn't teach well?"

He thought, if he dared to say that he did not teach well, he would definitely have to adjust/teach him well after returning home.

Ning Xuan was still bowing his head and brushing the reply, and said lightly: "My master is very good, he teaches very well, but, before my English has not reached the full score, I would rather get a zero score in it."

"I hope you keep the things in my family secret."

"Ah."

It is reasonable for Ning Xuan to be a proud person who does not want others to know about his family's situation.